I just came in from my morning walk.
My devotions led me to this.
Wednesday evenings are really fun for me.
I get to spend a half hour with the youth group. (I didn’t say it was fun for everyone.)
In this (hopefully) post pandemic period they are a priority and we are learning some eye opening and heart popping things.
But I have to talk a right smart.
We adjourn to a quick meal with the saints who assemble for fellowship and to show our family ties. For reasons that elude me not many adults have returned but those who gather are bringing some eye opening and heart popping contact.
Whilst we gather at the Welcome Table we talk a right smart.
Then the Bible Class commences. A dozen or so of us make it a habit to hang out together and hear some eye opening and heart popping insights burst forth from the Good Book.
You guessed it. I talk a right smart.
Then comes choir rehearsal.
My voice, always weak and never in tune, is worn out.
I told the Cutie a few weeks ago that I try to sing through the song for the coming week but mostly just listen to those being rehearsed for further down the road.
All the eye opening and heart popping and talking a right smart leaves me depleted for vocalizing.
Last night it was the same.
Except when we got down the rehearsal list to “10,000 Reasons” I sang again. And louder. Maybe not anymore in tune than before but I couldn’t not sing.
I had done a triumphant funeral yesterday afternoon. I took my Mom to the beauty shop yesterday morning. Long needed rain had fallen. The roof over my head kept me dry. I had $3.50 for a milkshake. I got photos of a young woman smiling boldly after some much needed dental work and of the restrooms being built in Dufour, Haiti. I had at least a dozen people ask for prayers. What an honor to be the one they turned to. Old Uncle Dowe is moving into assisted living. He is already plotting the Bible Study he will lead in the chapel “two doors from my apartment.”
In the darkness you are shining a bright light.
In the despair you are living an amazing hope.
In the sadness you are offering a joy that has come for all people.
In the greed you are sharing in ways that are becoming to a church that wants to be known for generosity.
And I got to hug the children!
10,000 eye opening and heart popping things exploding all around me - and welling up in song.
Even after I had talked a right smart.
As our Friend and I walked after that little hailstorm we were mentioning you and your works of love and faith. It was a talk that held no promise of ending so he smiled at me the way he does and said…